Two sachets Poured
Into the frothing cup
The sweet crystals sink
through the froth
Meeting the dark fluid
Melting and mixing
Changing the flavour
Adding sweet
to the waiting bitter
White crystals
pause
in contrast
Of the dark concoction
With the stir
They merge
Both are changing
Sugar and coffee
Not just sweet
Not just bitter
Somewhere in between
There brews the coffee
My Tales Within 